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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: The Family Reunion (06/05/08)

TITLE: Family Resemblance
By Glynis Becker
06/10/08


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“I knew I’d find you here, little one.”

Marcus looked up, startled. The melody he had been strumming hung in the air, terminated before its resolution, which bothered his musical ear too much to leave. He played the last chord quickly and scooted himself so that he could look his visitor in the eye. “Really, Gran? ‘Little one’? I mean, I’m almost sixteen!”

“Well, whether you’re sixteen or sixty, I think I’ll always call you ‘little one’, though I’m fairly hoping that by the time you’re that old, I’ll be playing my harp and singing for the Savior.” Gran smiled and moved to settle on a wooden bench, not far from the tree at Marcus’ back. “You always did prefer your guitar to playing with the others.” Her gaze moved to follow his out to the very-minor-league-football game being waged in the field right next to them. They could hear the shouts and laughter carried on the breeze. “You don’t want to play?”

He shrugged. It was evident to Gran that he did, but didn’t want to say so. She’d had enough experience raising children that she knew the words behind a silent shrug. “They’d love to have you, I’m sure. How often do we O’Callahans all come together under the same roof, as it were?” She closed her eyes and turned her face to the cloudless blue sky. “These are days just made for sharing the love of family.”

Marcus seemed to squirm a bit at that. He took up playing quietly on his guitar again, a melody both sad and sweet. His music was always such an easily-read reflection of his emotions. At least to Gran it was. “What is it? Why does that bother you?”

He didn’t look at her, but continued watching the ball game. The music stopped again. He put his hand up, palm toward himself, showing her the mocha-colored skin on the back. He lifted an eyebrow. “I’m not sure you’ve noticed, but I don’t exactly look like an O’Callahan.” He paused and lowered his hand. “I’ve been thinking it might be time to find my birth parents.”

Gran was silent for a moment. “Well, it’s not really my place to say whether or not you should. Have you talked this over with your folks?”

“No. But I don’t think they’ll like it.” The song started up, lilting and beautiful, like clear water over river rock.

“I don’t want to tell you what to do. I’ve known you so long, that I also know it wouldn’t do me any good.” She smiled as he gave her a sheepish look, knowing that she was right. “But just remember a few things, Marcus.” Her hand reached over to touch his. “We prayed for a long time for you, little one. All of us. The whole family. God makes families out of all sorts of different pieces. Look around for a minute.”

His eyes turned to his right, where a large group of people were milling around a picnic table piled high with salads and desserts. He knew where Gran was going with this, but right now, all he saw was a sea of light-skinned people that didn’t look at all like he did.

“I know, I know. You’re gonna say, ‘But inside we’re all different.’ Right now, that doesn’t seem to matter very much. I want to be the same as somebody else. I’m tired of having people look at me strangely when I say my last name. I’m tired of people thinking things when we all go out to dinner or a movie.” He sighed. “I’m just tired of being different.”

“You caught me, Marcus. I WAS going to say that we’re all special inside, because it’s just one of God’s truths, plain and simple. He made each one of us in His image and that is a wondrous thing. As far as family goes, you love Jesus don’t you?”

“You know I do, Gran.”

“Then you’ve got a much larger family than the one standing here in this field. And there are other people in that family that look an awful lot like you. But family is much more than a skin color, or a hair color, or the same blood type or anything else. You didn’t get to be part of this family by accident, you know. You were placed here very carefully.”

She reached down and took his hand. “And have I told you how much you remind me of your father?”


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Deborah Engle 06/12/08
Very touching story, and well written, too.
LauraLee Shaw06/15/08
Moving story with a tender ending. Good job.
Beckie Stewart06/18/08
Being an adoptive mom of a little one who is an different ethnicity then us, I do pray she will see indeed she IS family because of Jesus and not because of anything for I know she was indeed hand-selected for our family. This was well-written.
Debbie Wistrom06/18/08
I enjoyed this take on the topic. Refreshing.
Mariane Holbrook06/18/08
What a dear story and so very well written. Many kudos!!
Sara Harricharan 06/18/08
What a dear story! I liked Gran best of all, what a wise character! And Marcus was very real too, I liked his guitar playing and how it fit his emotions, that was a neat touch! ^_^
Catrina Bradley 06/18/08
Very sweet (but not TOO sweet). I love the relationship between this grandson and granny, and I especially like the last line. Super job!
Joshua Janoski06/19/08
This had the perfect amount of sweetness and Biblical truth in it. I loved the descriptions of the guitar songs. I could hear them inside my head as I read this. A very good story! :)
Joshua Janoski06/19/08
Congratulations on the highly commended! It was great ending this quarter with you on the advanced top 5. :)